I walked up to Draco. "IM NOT TALKING TO YOU!" I didn't even get a chance to say anything.
I rolled my eyes and walked up to my dad. "F*CK OFF!" Again. Didn't even speak. Maybe mom would be nicer? "I'm not in the mood!" She said as I walked in the room. At least she was nicer.
Every day, every hour, I was reminded that I'm a mistake. I should've never been born. I walked outside and stared at the moon. A voice came from behind me. "Misunderstood? Unappreciated? Just like I was? Join me," a white hand reaches out to mine. I looked up. Tom Riddle. Or more known as Voldemort. Should I take his hand? I wanted to leave, tell him I'm not stupid. But I wanted power, I wanted revenge. I happily took his hand. As I did, a black tattoo slowly formed in my arm. The dark mark. But even after the dark mark was finished, it continued to make a tattoo. It was more detailed and colored in unlike the rest of them. "You are most like me. You deserve to be the most powerful of the death eaters," she said cooly. I smiled at him evilly. I happily walked back inside. I stopped at the doorstep. "How do they know I didn't fake it?" I looked towards him. "It has the same power as imperio if used correctly. They'll know," he said before disappearing.
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Above Them All
FanfictionThe Malfoy's daughter is unappreciated and sent away as much as possible. She spent lots of time with her aunt Bellatrix, but not even Bellatrix likes her. But one day something happens that... how shall I say it? Puts her Above Them All ...
